a girl child,
begging in the rain,
thinks of herself
as a princess
...
night is a un explained song,
when my dreams let me
venture out and cross
the darkened borders.
...
directionless
i wonder,
what is to become of me,
a insecure dot,
...
labour of innocense
sweat and tears,
in unknown home,
a hotel boy, a farm hand,
...
timelessness
of a moment of joy
in the mind, can remain
as a epitome of happiness
...
how can i explain the silence
written in the sky,
is the poetry of your eyes..
words cannot be held,
...
the ice plant,
slowly unfolds
with the first morning rays.
myraid shades of pink,
...
a poem
born from emotion,
bred by passion
mastered by knowledge
...